At this mont, the young strong warriors deep in the valley stood frozen in place, so even reached out to pinch their cheeks hard, wanting to see if they were dreaming.
Ssss!
However, the next mont, a piercing pain ca from his cheek.
This ant that everything was real, they weren't dreaming at all.
"How is this possible? How is this possible? Ye Chen actually killed Huang Hu."
"No, this definitely isn't real." Wang Lian and Bai Luo's eyes were wide open, filled with intense shock and disbelief, completely unwilling to accept the reality in front of them.
Originally, they thought it would be effortless for Huang Hu to crush Ye Chen, this worthless being.
But never did they expect, Ye Chen's physical power could erupt with the power of nineteen thousand tigers, instantly annihilating Huang Hu.
This truly made them question their lives.
Ironically, they had always thought Chu Feng could easily crush Ye Chen.
This was truly a massive irony.
With Ye Chen's current strength, killing Chu Feng would be utterly effortless.
"Ignorant fool, do you really believe that by killing Huang Hu, you qualify to be my opponent? My strength is far beyond that of Huang Hu, that fool; today, dying by my hands is your fortune earned over ten lifetis." Above the Spirit dicine Garden, Wang Long raised his head high, looking down at Ye Chen like a Divine Spirit judging a humble mortal.
Indeed!
Ye Chen's physical body is very powerful, surpassing Wang Long's expectations by far.
Even Wang Long felt extrely shocked in his heart.
But, so what?
In the face of absolute power, Ye Chen's proud physical body is nothing but a joke.
With Wang Long's strength, he could effortlessly crush Ye Chen.
After all, he ranked thirty-fifth on the Hidden Dragon List, much stronger than Huang Hu.
They're not even in the sa league.
"Hmph! I may not know why this trash's physical body is so strong, but encountering Wang Long, he can only curse his bad luck." Bai Luo's expression quickly regained its calm, his lips curled with a thick mocking sneer, looking at Ye Chen as if watching a pitiful clown.
"Wang Long awakened a Profound Level First Grade bloodline! And his Cultivation is said to have stepped into the Sixth Layer of the Celestial Spirit Realm, I want to see what Ye Chen, this trash, will use to fight him?" Wang Lian's gaze indifferently swept over Ye Chen, her tone filled with ridicule.
She admitted that Ye Chen's physical strength was quite formidable.
But this simply couldn't make up for the gap between him and Wang Long.
Not only did Wang Long awaken a Profound Level First Grade bloodline, but his Cultivation was much higher than Ye Chen's.
Therefore, no matter how Ye Chen struggled today, it's absolutely certain that he'll et a destiny of being crushed by Wang Long.
Bla it on this worthless being for being blind, he dared to offend even Wang Long.
Did he really believe he was invincible?
In the Immortal Secret Realm, those capable of crushing him were countless.
Boom.
At this ti, an extrely violent Celestial Spirit power suddenly surged from Wang Long's body, behind him forming six gigantic Celestial Spirit Vortexes, resembling black holes devouring everything, making souls shiver uncontrollably.
"Celestial Spirit Sixth Layer, the rumors are true indeed, Wang Long's Cultivation has stepped into the Sixth Layer of the Celestial Spirit Realm."
"It's over, Ye Chen is dood this ti, if he gets killed, we'll definitely be unable to escape this disaster, Wang Long won't spare us." Deep in the valley, that group of young cultivators suddenly trembled, their eyes filled with thick terror and despair, even their bodies were shivering.
Before entering the Immortal Secret Realm, they had deliberately familiarized themselves with information about all the strong figures on the Hidden Dragon List.
Included in that was information about Wang Long.
It was said Wang Long's Cultivation not only stepped into the Sixth Layer of the Celestial Spirit Realm, but he also possessed a fourfold Qi Sea Foundation.
Just the power Wang Long could unleash through Celestial Spirit alone amounted to the Power of Sixteen Thousand Tigers.
So, even if Ye Chen's physical strength reached the Power of Nineteen Thousand Tigers, what of it?
In front of Wang Long, there was completely no chance of victory.
"Ha! Ye Chen, just stop struggling in vain, I advise you to obediently kneel and accept death, Young Master Wang Long is simply not soone a trash like you can contend with." Bai Luo couldn't help but laugh disdainfully, looking as if he was watching a spectacle.
"You ignorant fool, you really don't understand how powerful those ranked ahead on the Hidden Dragon List are, but unfortunately, even if you understand now, it's too late; today, heaven and earth will not save you." Wang Lian's lips curled with thick ridicule, looking at Ye Chen as though looking at a dead person.
Ye Chen, this worthless being, relying on his strong physical body, actually dared to offend soone as strong as Xiahou Lei.
Even Wang Long in front of him could easily crush Ye Chen, let alone Xiahou Lei, who was ranked in the top ten of the Hidden Dragon List.
His pitiful physical power was a joke in front of Xiahou Lei.
"Noisy." Suddenly, a terrifying murderous intent shot out from Ye Chen's eyes, like a sharp sword stabbing fiercely at Wang Lian and Bai Luo.
Hiss!
Wang Lian and Bai Luo couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air, feeling their scalps tingling as if they were being stared at by an Ancient Fierce Beast.
Only then did they rember that Ye Chen's strength had already far surpassed theirs, and to crush them would be no different than crushing two ants.
If it weren't for Wang Long being present, they wouldn't have dared to say such words to Ye Chen.
"Trash, they weren't wrong. Soone as foolish as you can't even comprehend the vast gap between us! Now, I'll make you, this trash, recognize this reality." Just then, Wang Long's icy voice suddenly echoed in Ye Chen's ear, his tone utterly disdainful as if he were speaking to an ant.
Buzz!
The next mont, a purple Battle Sword appeared above Wang Long's right hand, extrely sharp and fierce as if it could cut through everything in the world.
This turned out to be an Upper Grade Spiritual Artifact.
However, being the Third Prince of the Cyan Wood Dynasty, it was quite normal for Wang Long to possess an Upper Grade Spiritual Artifact.
As for Top Grade Spiritual Artifacts, they were several tis more expensive than Upper Grade ones, and even Wang Long didn't have one.
Only the rulers of major dynasties usually possessed Top Grade Spiritual Artifacts.
"One sword, I only need one sword to kill you, this trash, now, go to hell and repent!" Wang Long raised his head arrogantly, his expression full of defiance, looking at Ye Chen as if he were an ant that could be crushed at any ti.
Crackling.
In the next instant, a terrifying purple lightning surged from the Battle Sword in Wang Long's hand, continuously devouring the Celestial Spirit Power around him.
In the blink of an eye, that purple lightning expanded to over thirty zhang, like a Thunder God's Sword, slashing fiercely at Ye Chen.
This was a Yellow Level Upper Grade Swordsmanship that Wang Long mastered, called "Thunder King Swordsmanship," which he had cultivated to the Transformation Realm.
Moreover, Wang Long's Celestial Spirit Power was extrely abundant, and he could unleash the Power of Sixteen Thousand Tigers.
Therefore, the power of this sword had already far exceeded the Power of Twenty Thousand Tigers, enough to easily kill a powerhouse at Huang Hu's level.
Swish.
In the blink of an eye, the Thunder Sword Qi appeared above Ye Chen's head, and the terrifying lightning it released enveloped an area of dozens of zhang.
The power of just this lightning was enough to easily kill Wang Lian and Bai Luo.
Not to ntion that the Thunder Sword Qi itself contained nearly the Power of Twenty-Five Thousand Tigers, even a powerhouse like Zhang Qian had to give it their all to block it.
With a loud bang.
Just as the Thunder Sword Qi was about to strike Ye Chen, Ye Chen suddenly swung his fist, like dazzling small suns, continuously smashing towards the Sword Qi.
At this mont, Ye Chen not only activated the "Glazed Martial Body" and nine Dragon Elephant Divine Patterns but also executed the "Fire Ape Fist," with each punch unleashing a power that surpassed the Power of Twenty-Five Thousand Tigers.
Crack, crack.
Monts later, the upper section of the Thunder Sword Qi was blasted apart by Ye Chen into enormous cracks, finally exploding in the air, disappearing without a trace.
Yet Ye Chen's body looked unscathed, not hard at all by the Thunder Sword Qi.
Now, his physical defense had reached an unbelievably astonishing level, and that lightning that could easily kill Bai Luo posed no threat to him.
"Killing with one sword, who exactly gave you the confidence to say such a thing?" Ye Chen's gaze fell on Wang Long, a mocking smile on his lips.
It must be said, Wang Long's strength was indeed terrifying, much stronger than Zhang Qian.
Zhang Qian could only unleash the Power of Twenty-Five Thousand Tigers when using the Bloodline Power.
In contrast, Wang Long could achieve such power rely with a Transformation Realm Yellow Level Upper Grade Swordsmanship.
No wonder he was ranked higher on the Hidden Dragon List than Zhang Qian.
Unfortunately, he encountered Ye Chen, this freak.
Ye Chen was not only extrely powerful physically, but his Qi Sea Foundation was also extraordinarily abundant.
Even with just the power of five tis his Qi Sea Foundation, the "Fire Ape Fist" could unleash the Power of Eight or Nine Thousand Tigers.
Plus, his body already possessed the Power of Nineteen Thousand Tigers. Combined, the power was approaching the Power of Thirty Thousand Tigers, rendering the shattering of that Thunder Sword Qi no difficult task.
"Damn it, even my 'Thunder King Swordsmanship' can't do anything to him. His Qi Sea Foundation is actually five tis that of an ordinary cultivator, even more abundant than mine." At this mont, Wang Long's face turned extrely gloomy, as if he had been publicly slapped hard, his eyes full of humiliation.
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